It's pressure the pleasures measure
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The pressure is overbearing
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Is it me myself that's caring
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For every double-minded joy
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And I admit that when I submit to you
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I feel so unreal when I'm still
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When I'm waiting for you to reveal
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And from myself I seem so far away
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And I admit that when I submit to you
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I can see all of the selfish things I do
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Chorus
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I'm further, further from myself
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When I'm next to you
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When I run to you
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I was wasted embraced it but faced it
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With you inside my heart you replaced it
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Can't believe you have erased it
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Selfishness and foolish pride
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And I admit that when I submit to you
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I can see all of the selfish things I do
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Further from my future
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Further from the past
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Further from the starting line
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Further from the last
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Further from my doubts
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Further from my fears
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Further from temptation that I faced throughout my years
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Further from agitation
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Further from distraction
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The reaction of the dissatisfaction of others actions
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Further from myself
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Further from my flesh
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Further from my birth and I'm
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Further from my death
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Further
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